It's an ill councell that hath no escape.

It's an ill councell that hath no escape.

I make a declaration every spring,
Of reformation ere the year run out,
But somehow this my read more

I make a declaration every spring,
Of reformation ere the year run out,
But somehow this my vestal vary takes wing.

In prosperity you may count on many friends; if the sky becomes
overcast you will be alone.

In prosperity you may count on many friends; if the sky becomes
overcast you will be alone.

Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad read more

Now, my sere fancy "falls into the yellow
Leaf," and imagination droops her pinion;
And the sad truth, which hovers o'er my desk,
Turns what was once romantic to burlesque.

For glances beget ogles, ogles sighs,
Sighs wishes, wishes words, and words a letter.

For glances beget ogles, ogles sighs,
Sighs wishes, wishes words, and words a letter.

Let an ill man lie in thy straw, and he looks to be thy heire.

Let an ill man lie in thy straw, and he looks to be thy heire.

Faire words makes mee looke to my purse.

Faire words makes mee looke to my purse.

He that makes his bed ill, lies there.

He that makes his bed ill, lies there.

You should trust any man in his own art provided he is skilled in
it.

You should trust any man in his own art provided he is skilled in
it.